I had an appointment with another troubleshooting repair business from fast acting Home Advisor, but canceled, for the time being, as Office conversion and recovery is the least of my problems, as kid brother reminds me, my spastic life is an embarrassment of riches, not that I have translated it as well as manu. I did like his trek economics approach in his interview with Thiel, and as a dead cat owner thrice over, I understood how his dying cat Cosmo was a stresssor, me and a number of other account holders, but his tweets are as flaky as mine are flushable, and I just removed him. Not that this matters terribly either, if I will have to put my accounts in abeyance for the time being. His pop tech approach was developed for me to teach, at the turn of the century, but I could not pivot of the mattress without a radiator gut protest alert, so my notice, unfortunately, will drag on a bit, at the discretion of Trudy's use of force against my so so viral animus, which drove off the ACLU black guy in the MA area, I believe.
Am I suicidal, under the circumstances? Should I be? I am laughing a bit, the mighty warrior, losing the round she always does in radiated vapor, my fourth feline, and she, being the least of them, not helping, as she soiled some paper, which will be bagged, shortly. Search found me a contact location I can drive to on my own. I realize there are waiting lists, but I hope they will let me use my urinal in their shelter bathroom while I sort out the destination dance, whether it be the end of the road, or a last effort to freedom from fear. I do not like African American contra indicator culture very much, aside from their urban brutality, and still feel, as liberal educational programming has pointed out in relation to indigenous populations of the Northern hemisphere, that the original African, the first among us, are being evolved out, even if never vanished, entirely. I know it doesn't work that way, but their skins are lighter. Ice Tea is certainly not fresh out of the Congo, for instance, just as I know I am gunning for time I do not have, but lets dwell on it a moment: just because black collectivism, with its stoic humility, makes me turn up my nose, I would not pick an ADA client, or a Caucasian, for a job, just because my racial prejudice is now intensified: I just never want a black person to come within ten feet of my personal care. That is the way it is, in my lovely deployment of social Darwinism.
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Sunday, October 1, 2017
Saturday, September 9, 2017
Et tu?
Even our rodent cousins despise us, but this report raises questions as well. Rats can be aggressive but a swarm attack, and why couldn't the girl cry out? I hate rodents, but will fight, if cornered. European socialism at its finest.
Tuesday, October 11, 2016
Registered if I change my mind
I fling out one level of emotive defiance and I lose 15 accounts. I can smirk, persevere, as always, but once in a while I need a good "fuck you," even if not directed at an individual, because I've gone through the kiln of life long stigma, and now I have to prepare to die by inexorably being sucked back in to medical stricture and decline, unless I can handle what an officer on yet another anemic procedural didn't inflict on himself. The opening scene was data mining, however variable.
To clarify a point from yesterday's post, I am not trying to convey that if everyone heeded the lessons of literary endeavor that Harambe would still be alive, but what I am asserting is we refuse to draw on the lessons we attempt to teach ourselves, despite the fact we already know what they are. This isn't ideological as much as it is a signature of human folly. If we had gone the dowager's route, and did the utmost to respect the life of the gorilla, and the four year old boy had sustained trauma, this would be another conversation. But even if we aren't statisticians, humans are the most numerous advanced mammals, and we're killing the rest, even if occasionally, we spare aggressive orcas over money. Large predatory felines need habitat, as do their elephant nemesis's. All this is vanishing, and we're going to kill ourselves off with microbes because we fight our biological demise beyond reason.
I used to be utterly perplexed at the primacy of homo sapiens,. but the evolutionary short form solution is that we bred ourselves into this, which doesn't explain our larynx, voice box, the evolution of language, the fact that descendants of dinosaurs can mimic it but nevertheless never invented their own form. We do not have any equivalent rivals of parity, within our own genus or outside of it, except for drug resistant bacteria, a simpler invertebrate life form we can combat, but not vanquish. Humans already cull themselves indirectly, through a plethora of policies which are utterly misguided, but we had best start thinking of better solutions before a few lucky thousands scrape by on reindeer lichen.
There is only one thing of which I am certain: Hillary will not get my vote, speculative war pandemic notwithstanding, in my autumn achey decline, the radiator making me flume with mucus of which I've increasingly little to spare, what I don't like about the Jazzy is the petal holders extend outward an inch; I've only just discovered that driving the chair slightly past the center without clipping the underside of my thigh enables easier pivot, buttock better planted, which doesn't mean I'm not fatally compromised unless I move on and find someone to live with. Not an easy task.
To clarify a point from yesterday's post, I am not trying to convey that if everyone heeded the lessons of literary endeavor that Harambe would still be alive, but what I am asserting is we refuse to draw on the lessons we attempt to teach ourselves, despite the fact we already know what they are. This isn't ideological as much as it is a signature of human folly. If we had gone the dowager's route, and did the utmost to respect the life of the gorilla, and the four year old boy had sustained trauma, this would be another conversation. But even if we aren't statisticians, humans are the most numerous advanced mammals, and we're killing the rest, even if occasionally, we spare aggressive orcas over money. Large predatory felines need habitat, as do their elephant nemesis's. All this is vanishing, and we're going to kill ourselves off with microbes because we fight our biological demise beyond reason.
I used to be utterly perplexed at the primacy of homo sapiens,. but the evolutionary short form solution is that we bred ourselves into this, which doesn't explain our larynx, voice box, the evolution of language, the fact that descendants of dinosaurs can mimic it but nevertheless never invented their own form. We do not have any equivalent rivals of parity, within our own genus or outside of it, except for drug resistant bacteria, a simpler invertebrate life form we can combat, but not vanquish. Humans already cull themselves indirectly, through a plethora of policies which are utterly misguided, but we had best start thinking of better solutions before a few lucky thousands scrape by on reindeer lichen.
There is only one thing of which I am certain: Hillary will not get my vote, speculative war pandemic notwithstanding, in my autumn achey decline, the radiator making me flume with mucus of which I've increasingly little to spare, what I don't like about the Jazzy is the petal holders extend outward an inch; I've only just discovered that driving the chair slightly past the center without clipping the underside of my thigh enables easier pivot, buttock better planted, which doesn't mean I'm not fatally compromised unless I move on and find someone to live with. Not an easy task.
Sunday, February 7, 2016
Jason Richwine isn't entirely in error
"Who wants to read about that?"-- Hugh Laurie's Whipples patient
Writers who post off topic with absolutely nothing to convey except to gloat about the agony of a reset recovery might relish the melodrama of being on Gilmore's firing squad, which was apparently comprised of volunteers. The made for television movie only obliquely references Mormonism as a unique cultural artifact, through the interchange of idiolect, given the understanding that Schiller had to make choices, and made some decent ones in the made for television genre, as I organically combat impaction through natural evacuation of wretched colon by combining popcorn cashews with salmon oil and a strong pot of espresso and miraculously did not have a cardiovascular event; as careful as I was to heed the gut after a half century of grandfather fruit picker genetics in my contorted frame, I am lucky I am not dead, though with much less suspense than with past incidents, as nothing caused a slip.
What liberals disdain about the right wing's flirtation with racial disparity, as per my wading into the same pool with gleeful chortle, is that projection is involved, with an assumption of monolithic ethnicity, which of course is never absolute, and I'd never argue that it is, but it is still nevertheless a basic truism that black African societies, native American societies, were static, as opposed to the rest. American Indians, for lack of a better term, never discovered the wheel, for instance, which was part and parcel of European Imperial success against them. Humans are a product of evolution as any other life form, and just as Homo sapiens outpaced their close relatives, they arguably will do the same to their own kind, regardless of Marxist success in slowing the gradual extinction of non-adaptation. There are plenty of stupid Caucasians. My ex-fiance is one of them, though he is a bad example, being half Puerto Rican. Mike Pera is another, Riverside's long term idiotic custodial employee who lies to the building subcontractors. I despise him as much as the rest of Presby's geriatric simpletons who earn their living on the hospice disposal of the underclass. In the same vein, there are plenty of working class Jewish individuals who aren't billionaires or nationally recognized dictators, like Bloomberg, but on the whole, certain groups lend themselves to paternalism, and it cannot last without breaking the back of civilization and its progress, which is why the microcephaly babies should be humanely put to sleep. They don't have the cognition which on balance has caused my hatred of well meaning ambulatory intent to restore the disabled to enriching lives as possible, but presuming some of these chronic children survive their parents, if the State has made such a deft invalid as spastic into a fanatic, what do you think it will do to them? Let them go, and I write that in all sincerity that it is the most compassionate thing for them.
As to the big game, if padre wants the Broncos, then spastic will offer Peyton Manning a set of crossed fingers.
Writers who post off topic with absolutely nothing to convey except to gloat about the agony of a reset recovery might relish the melodrama of being on Gilmore's firing squad, which was apparently comprised of volunteers. The made for television movie only obliquely references Mormonism as a unique cultural artifact, through the interchange of idiolect, given the understanding that Schiller had to make choices, and made some decent ones in the made for television genre, as I organically combat impaction through natural evacuation of wretched colon by combining popcorn cashews with salmon oil and a strong pot of espresso and miraculously did not have a cardiovascular event; as careful as I was to heed the gut after a half century of grandfather fruit picker genetics in my contorted frame, I am lucky I am not dead, though with much less suspense than with past incidents, as nothing caused a slip.
What liberals disdain about the right wing's flirtation with racial disparity, as per my wading into the same pool with gleeful chortle, is that projection is involved, with an assumption of monolithic ethnicity, which of course is never absolute, and I'd never argue that it is, but it is still nevertheless a basic truism that black African societies, native American societies, were static, as opposed to the rest. American Indians, for lack of a better term, never discovered the wheel, for instance, which was part and parcel of European Imperial success against them. Humans are a product of evolution as any other life form, and just as Homo sapiens outpaced their close relatives, they arguably will do the same to their own kind, regardless of Marxist success in slowing the gradual extinction of non-adaptation. There are plenty of stupid Caucasians. My ex-fiance is one of them, though he is a bad example, being half Puerto Rican. Mike Pera is another, Riverside's long term idiotic custodial employee who lies to the building subcontractors. I despise him as much as the rest of Presby's geriatric simpletons who earn their living on the hospice disposal of the underclass. In the same vein, there are plenty of working class Jewish individuals who aren't billionaires or nationally recognized dictators, like Bloomberg, but on the whole, certain groups lend themselves to paternalism, and it cannot last without breaking the back of civilization and its progress, which is why the microcephaly babies should be humanely put to sleep. They don't have the cognition which on balance has caused my hatred of well meaning ambulatory intent to restore the disabled to enriching lives as possible, but presuming some of these chronic children survive their parents, if the State has made such a deft invalid as spastic into a fanatic, what do you think it will do to them? Let them go, and I write that in all sincerity that it is the most compassionate thing for them.
As to the big game, if padre wants the Broncos, then spastic will offer Peyton Manning a set of crossed fingers.
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